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Anyone want anything?

I'm sitting here doing nothing, so if you want anything...

I'll upload music, write drabbles, answer questions, hand out hugs, do small dances, tell you how utterly wonderful you are... whatever you want. Now's the time to ask.

I will say, though, it's wise to comment asap because I have a tendency towards forgetting about these things in a hideous and neglectful manner, so later comments may not get a response. ¬_¬

ETA: I've been reminded of icon drabbles I still owe, and those are coming, I promise. I got stalled (Withnail is a difficult bastard) but they are coming.

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"Twelve steps to a new you," Bernard read aloud, then looked around for Manny so there was somewhere to aim his glare. "What if I don't want a new me? I've too many books, we'd never find the space."

"You wouldn't be you, Bernard, if you didn't have something to complain about. You told that genie to take back his wishes 'cos you didn't like the colour."

"Well what sort of genie has pale green smoke? Not any sort of genie I'd deal with, that's for sure. Genies should flash and sparkle and not have stupid rules about money and the acquisition thereof. In fact, the next person who comes in here offering something that's going to make my life better is going to get it in the neck," said Bernard, almost snarling.

Suddenly, there was a twinkling light from somewhere on the roof of the bookshelf, unfortunately illuminating the molluscs that had taken root. A figure gradually took shape.

"Fear not," said Raziel, before the light had quite faded enough for him to see where he was. "I bring tidings of great joy and peace for all - oh bugger, am I in the wrong place a- "

The rest of what he had to say was unfortunately cut off as a copy of Crime and Punishment got him right in the nose.

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(and if you don't know what the crossover is... shame on you!)